Favourite Food Memory: When my sister and I were little, we were allowed to choose a special dinner on our birthdays. Every single year we asked for the same thing: Mum's cheese fondue! Buttery, garlicky goodness (and a mountain of cheese!). It might seem a strange choice for a child but we absolutely loved it. The first person to loose their dipped item in the gloop was widely ridiculed, and the whole performance was wrapped up with a fight over the crispy bit burned onto the pan. My favourite fondue vessel has to be either crusty baguette or broccoli (honestly, it's soo good). This is my mum's original recipe, which took a while to find because my sister had stolen the book! So clearly this is still a much cherished (and hoarded) family recipe. Thanks Mum!
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Fave Recipe Submission: I grew up in Jakarta, Indonesia. Back then, Donuts were such a luxury to have. Since flour is an expensive ingredient, and a lot of homes don’t really have oven to bake. We use different methods to make our dessert and pastries (steaming or frying are very common method). The memory that I have of this one particular potato donut was that it was so fluffy, soft, and yummy. My mom was a working mom, she rarely cook. The only times she would step into the kitchen was when her curiosity is stronger than her skills. She got a potato donut recipe from a famous bakery. A strong willed person that she is, she was determined to perfect this recipe. We first, boil the potatoes, mashed them, mix it with other ingredients, and form a dough, and fry them. Let it cool and decorate them. I remembered months passed and my mom kept finding things that were wrong with the technique, and we were her guinea pig. We ate potato donuts almost every week. It was like heaven for me, and my mom finally decided that she found her very best way to cook the donut, so fluffy and so soft. And she did this for another few tries, and then one day she decided that she did it. She has perfected her technique and conquered her curiosity and she stopped making them. Until today, I crave for that potato donuts as to personal level, it reminded me of my mom’s curiosity that was like a strong wave, she was so determined perfecting her potato donut recipe. And she did it. And then next was the making soy milk from raw soybean.
Fave Memory - This recipe always makes me think of my grandmother. Her soup was one of my favorites when I was growing up. After we moved to the States from Finland I missed her cooking and asked her to write down some recipes for me. As a vegetarian, I haven't made this soup in years, but now it might just be fun to try it with temped instead. This is a traditional meat and potatoes soup from Finland.
All of out family friends know these are one of my favourite meals. One time I was visiting Corinthia with my dad we had them three days in a row. Everyone made them because they wanted me to be happy. I was really happy. My dad appreciated eating the same thing three days in a row less than me.
One of my favorite food memory's is around savoring things from the garden...my mom and I use to experiment with canning, pickling, fermenting and drying a variety of goodness...fruit, veggies and herbs :)!
One day my sister and I came home from school to that overwhelmingly delicious scent of turkey cooking. Mom, however, explained that her friend Ina's oven had broken down. And since Ina had a thawed turkey that HAD to be cooked, Mom baked the turkey as a favor to her. ?!? Who knew Mom had such a sense of humor! She continued to surprise us with turkey off and on, but we didn't fall for the "It's for Ina" trick again. I never did discover her super secret turkey thawing station, though she finally spilled the beans to me last week!
Fave Memory (or, more accurately, based on a memory).
My dad had very strong opinions about food (i.e., is it sweet or is it sour...decide!). But I didn't know that he had equally strong opinions about serving dishes. He HATED my two rabbit tureens that had heads made out of bell peppers, etc. I always thought it would be fun to prepare him a meal of "animals" constructed of other foods. So I drew up these three animals and composed a short poem about each one, as if it was a Halloween potion. Because the poems reference the body parts of the animals, I decided to show the organs of one animal via an "organ x-ray". I do think that Dad would have liked that part, since he was always up for a good pun.
After thinking about it longer....I don't just love summer time canning...but baking too! My mom and I loved throwing in fresh fruit and flowers in or on our baked goods. So much beauty to be found amongst Mother Nature's Bounty :).
Occasionally Dad would have to work out of town for the weekend. Since he didn't consider pizza a "proper" meal, the first thing that my mom, sister, and I would do is get a pizza from Genii's. Then we'd bake and decorate cupcakes all night long while listening to music (Mom loved disco!) and dancing in the kitchen.
Fave Memory (of my husband and in-laws).
Seriously, I love my mother-in-law. She raised five kids as a single mom while working full time. However, seriously, who believes that their kids LOVE soggy cooked spinach and eggs, dotted with bits of cheese? OK, I would love the cheese and today I would eat the spinach, but not as a child!